More than pretty funny. Hilarious..it took my male friend and me three tries this AM to get 1/2 tab down. We then went out for two hours. On returning, we found that Milo had nosed a outside door open but was eventually found hiding in my bed, under one sheet, one woolen blanket and a heavy comforter. My daughter says that that is his “freak-out posture.”
So we shut all egress and entry possibilities, swaddled and straddled the cat so that only his nose and mouth showed. I finally decided that I would not strangle him if I plunged the plunger (w. remaining 1/2 tab) straight back into back of throat.
He is now sulking somewhere. So am I, awaft in the aroma of eau de saumon/thon.